Blood Source Era

Although he made up his mind, but walking out of the warm house in the cold wind was more difficult for Aaron than facing the dragon.

But who made everything for Jincancan's gold coins!

No matter how heavy the snow is, it can't stop the light of the gold coins, and this will also not prevent Aaron from moving forward.

He bit his scalp and walked tightly into the snow.

There were no pedestrians on the streets of the empire. After seeing Aaron coming out, the senior apprentice guarding the gate turned his head and rubbed the fireball to keep warm, pretending not to see Aaron.

They didn't pay attention to this guy who was said to be the top three of the Magic Academy, even if he was in violation of the school rules at this time.

Struggling in the snow, Aaron walked the Master Avenue hard, and turned into an alley that could cut the way. After crossing the winding path, he came to the Bod River.

Here is the economic center of the imperial capital, countless ships come and go, even if it is under heavy snow, the Bod River that never freezes, there are still ships sailing slowly.

Here, fish and dragons are mixed, and all kinds of people can find a place here.

The snow became colder in the port, and most of the porters hid in the tavern, sipping cheap ale, and the woman on the stand wriggled her ass.

Countless pieces of copper that had been worn away were thrown from their pockets, and the dancing women reached out to untie the last clothes on their bodies.

For a time, countless whistle sounds in the tavern, either workers or thugs, all uniformly shaking their legs and stepping on the beat.

Endless heat waves rushed out of the room, and the moment Aaron pushed open the door, everything reached the right climax.

The dancing girl groaned, and her happy coma was in the copper.

Aaron watched all this happen in front of his eyes. He sniffed his nose, ignored it, and went straight to the bar.

The servant lifted the faint dancer, and the new dancer twisted the flamboyant steps and walked onto the stage.

The owner of this shop, the old one-eyed Hawk was struggling to wipe the wine glass, and his wiping strength could even make a hole in the glass.

But he didn't care at all, just with a pipe in his mouth, and he looked at the **** and dancing woman with a smile.

Has been running around the sea all the year round, leaving his skin with a dark luster. In the heat wave, sweat on the shaved head is flowing down.

He often tells others that he is a scholar and his blind eyes are accidents caused by studying homework late at night.

But no one has ever believed his ghost words. Who does n’t know, what is the prestige of the bald one-eyed dragon that has been riding the sea for twelve years?

Even after leaving the sea, he opened the shop on the edge of the most prosperous port in the capital, and no one dared to take care of Old Hawk's place.

Said bluntly that he was there, and he would follow the rules of Old Hawk. Even if it was the laws of the Empire, Hawk must nod.

However, he is always telling others that everything is just a coincidence, he is just a small shopkeeper who always does his duty.

Ironically, no living person ever believed his gibberish.

Old Hawk looked at the scene where there were countless heat waves in his eyes, and sighed in his heart, how hard the dancer! What a passionate man!

I really hope that the snow will be bigger, so that the poor ghosts who can still move on the pier will hide in his tavern, drink a glass of ale, and take a good look at the beautiful woman.

This is the real thought in the grinning old Hawke.

Alfred has an unspeakable aversion to this kind of tavern, but everything is for great justice! He sighed and walked in with Aaron.

Aaron walked to the bar with a smile, throwing a look at Old Hawk.

What he wants to drink is not the inferior ale, but the blood of the high elves without mixing a drop of water.

Although he also walked into this inferior place, what Aaron drank was completely different from that of the sailors.

Aaron always loves the high elves living near the source of magic. This family is not only all handsome and beautiful under the influence of magic.

The most important thing is that because they live in this place all the year round, they have incorporated arcane energy into their blood.

Drinking their blood, they can effortlessly obtain the magical energy that has been integrated with the flesh. This is a gift from heaven for Aaron who is lazy in practicing magic.

The only disadvantage of is that drinking the blood of high elves for a long time will make humans addicted.

But Alfred had never seen Aaron worry about anything because of his addiction. He still sipped the blood every day.

For ordinary people, this expensive thing is the same as ordinary wine for Aaron.

In Aaron's eyes, Old Hawk put down his hands and wiped the cup for a long time, and pulled out the blood under the counter.

There are always mages who like to consume this kind of thing, a mouthful of blood, a gold coin, and the huge profits in it give Old Hawk no reason not to do such a business.

As soon as the dark green bottle opened, the fragrant **** smell dissipated. UU reading www.uukanshu.com made Aaron's eyes red in a flash.

Old Hawk carefully poured a glass of blood from the dark green bottle for Aaron.

At this moment, Aaron, who was trembling because of the addiction, took the cup without hesitation and sipped it out.

The energy of magic quickly swept through the body, then disappeared, and the side effects of magic addiction disappeared. After taking a deep breath, he exhaled the **** smell in his mouth for a long time.

The feeling of trembling disappeared without a trace at this time, but Aaron was more eager for the smell of blood.

"This cup, you gave me it!" Aaron pushed the empty cup to the old Hawk, said indifferently.

He tried to use this careless means to cheat a drink.

But the savvy old Hawk pressed the mouth of the bottle, and the action was obviously telling Aaron that if he couldn't get the gold coins, he wouldn't want to drink at all!

This is the blood of the high elves, not everything that cats and dogs can drink, or just a bite, Aaron will pay the price of a gold coin.

"It's hard to do business now!" Old Hawk narrowed his eyes and said to Aaron very seriously.

"So every gold coin is hard to come by, young people, there is no free lunch in the world, nor free blood of high elves."

What he meant to express was naturally to let Aaron take out the gold coins first.

But at this time, Aaron's pocket was almost cleaner than 10,000 women had looted, so he looked at Old Hawk helplessly, nodded, and agreed.

"Yeah, money is hard to come by, even if it is Jinshanyinshan, it is hardworking and frugal from one copper to another!"